The sight was somewhat like water—or all manner of random debris—being forcibly sucked away by a whirlpool.
At this moment.
The outward forms of Ke Angju and the others twisted into abstract spirals, rapidly being swallowed with the spots where Ling Wuyuan had struck them as their respective centers...
And those centers that were swiftly swallowing them.
In essence.
Were actually [space-time holes].
[Space-time holes] that connected various coordinates through the Law of Karma.
All in all, it felt strangely like being flushed down a toilet.
It could only be described as excruciatingly unpleasant.
It had not the slightest thing to do with comfort.
Throughout the entire process.
Whether it was Ke Angju.
Or the other victims of the attack.
All of them felt as though their bodies and souls were being sliced apart inch by inch—or thrown straight into some high-speed blender and gradually ground to pieces, churned into mush...
Even they found such a sensation difficult to endure.
Instinctively, they wanted to cry out in agony.
But with their forms already twisted beyond recognition, even crying out in pain was a luxury.
After all.
Forget their bodies.
They could not even mobilize the power within themselves.
A pained cry was naturally out of the question.
It could only be said that under Ling Wuyuan's power, Ke Angju and the others had displayed such complete inability to resist that the entire challenge looked no different from a joke.
There was no exchange of blows, no counterattack, no contest of wits. The entire affair consisted only of the purest one-sided crushing.
In almost the blink of an eye.
Before everyone's eyes.
Ke Angju and the others were forcibly sucked into those [space-time holes], vanishing without a trace.
At the end.
As the targets disappeared completely.
Those [space-time holes] vanished automatically